God gave this poem to me last June. I am not really much of a computer person but God kept "bugging "me to start a blog. I called my young friend to help me do this thing, hope I have done it correctly, here goes:
Gossamer Veils
Citrus scented garden thoughts, iridescent eyes,
Gossamer veils chameleon sought delivering our lives.
From whom do you in flannel cloth hide beneath the sky?
Whose eyes can see beyond your reach,
Whose wisdom knows your prize.
Arise and dress in royal robes
Who taught you to believe,
That you were nothing special, an arm upon a sleeve?
Listen to the sounds outside the windows and the walls,
The ones you built inside yourself
The ones from whence you called.
Prison of your making,
The key is in your hand.
The garden is the world outside waiting like a band.
Open like a rose the mind that you were given,
The love within your heart you've kept so carefully hidden.
A raised baton,
The band is poised
And let the world begin,
To play for you the love He has, such love in spite of sin.
Glory to the morning glories, skylark to the sky, freedom in the fresia, sunshine by and by.
Green is for the grass, tall is for the trees,
Speed and strength the horses,
He gives them all they need.
For you He waits with blessed grace until His kingdom comes,
Hiding in His secret place the two of you are One.
Absolutly beautiful Karen, can't wait to read more!
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